Sawyer replied faintly, "Apex Construction Corporation has recently been striving for the project at the Eastern District. You're not slighted from working with them."
"I don't care!" Mr. Zouch pestered on, "You said you had no interest in Amelia, but you're asking me to sell her my construction materials at a super low price and to compensate the loss I incur from you. Don't tell you you're repaying your kindness?"
After he finished speaking, even Mr. Zouch himself made ridiculous expression. Amelia Ramsay was Patrick Hopper's wife, so Sawyer was supposed to want to take revenge against them!
"Just do as I say, and don't ask so many questions." As the last of his words fell, Sawyer hung up the call.
Mr. Zouch gaped at his beeping phone and snorted. However, a trace of cheekiness drifted across his face.
Was the feud between Patrick, Sissi, and Sawyer going to reenact with Patrick, Amelia, and Sawyer?
If that was the case, then a show was on for Mr. Zouch!
At the same time as Mr. Zouch put away his phone, he pinched the assistant's ear with his other hand and asked insidiously, "Were you eavesdropping?"
The assistant whined, "Ah, boss, let go of me! I didn't hear anything! I swear!"
At eleven o'clock, at Land of Fragrance.
"It turns out that this is President Ramsay's and Mr. Hopper's home sweet home."
After they sent Audrey home, only Amelia and Jonathan were left in the car.
Watching Jonathan looking at the small bungalows full of interest in his eyes, Amelia instantly felt a little guilty.
Jonathan had taken care of her for so long, and she had even visited his house as a guest. However, this was the first time she had brought up her address to him. It was kind of embarrassing to her.
Fortunately, Jonathan did not mind this. "President Ramsay, it's getting late. You should hurry home."
Amelia glanced at the time to find that it was almost midnight. Did that mean she had to stay the night at Land of Fragrance?
She shook her head. She had just returned to check on Patrick and was going to leave after that. She did not intend to stay overnight here.
But if she asked Jonathan to send her back to The Ramsay Mansion again, it would be too troublesome for him. So she nodded and said, "Uncle Tucker, please drive safe. I'll leave first."
"Okay."
After watching Amelia's silhouette as she got closer and closer to the small garden with guards patrolling, he finally felt at ease enough to drive off.
On the other hand, as soon as Amelia appeared at the entrance of the garden, she found the men in black wearing bitter expressions on their faces and muttering something under their breath. No one had taken notice of her arrival.
The night breeze blew, Amelia was dressed in a thin blouse and shivered from the cold. She then accidentally sneezed, which instantaneously attracted the attention of the four men in black.
When the guards turned around and saw Amelia, they were so excited that they immediately carried her by the arms and ran into the house without a second thought.
Amelia's face darkened, but she decided to let them be. They were probably this antsy because they had had a taste of Patrick's wrath.
At the door to the master bedroom, the two men in black on either side of her carefully placed her back onto the ground.
As soon as Amelia's feet touched the floor, a female voice sounded from the bedroom. "Go to sleep. It's late. She most likely won't be able to come back in time."
Amelia's eyebrows creased slightly as Paisley's voice was exuding helplessness and frustrations.
After a while, Paisley's voice called out again, sounding a little flustered this time. "Forget it! If you want to glare at me and wait for her to come back, it's up to you. I'm leaving!"
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